Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 165 Scarlett, Don't Reject Me, You've Rejected Me Too Many Times.

"Holy crap! It's number eight!" Chi Ye exclaimed first.

Then Scarlett exclaimed with a mournful face, "No way!"

Mo Ting raised an eyebrow and turned to ask her, "Don't you know what?"

He glanced at the crumpled note in his hand, gave a sarcastic "Oh," and said, "It's not that surprising. I protected you today, right? Well, I'm the rightful husband, so I'm bound to be the first. Come on, let's go to sleep."

Mo Ting grabbed Scarlett by the collar and led her upstairs without saying a word.

Brian looked at the stairs. "Will he hit Scarlett?"

Ashley shared this concern: "Should we go up and take a look?"

Riley looked at the number four in his hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, Mo Ting won't do anything to Scarlett."

Chi Ye angrily crumpled the paper ball into even more wrinkles, threw it into the wastebasket, and hurried upstairs.

He wanted to choose a room close to the master bedroom. If Mo Ting dared to bully Scarlett, he would definitely beat Mo Ting to death!
Zheko and Holst sat silently on the sofa, glancing at the note in their hands without saying a word.

Tyron held a number five slip of paper, which he crumpled up like Chi Ye's and threw into the wastebasket.

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The second floor.

master bedroom.

Mo Ting closed and locked the door cleanly and efficiently, then casually hung the soundproofing device he had picked up at the corner of the stairs on the door before turning to look at Scarlett.

Scarlett had already kicked off her shoes and crawled into bed, still dressed, covering her head completely and hiding herself inside. "Mo Ting, I, Your Highness is going to sleep. I've prepared a tent for you outside, so you can get some rest too."

Mo Ting looked at the tent, kicked it open, lifted the blanket, and stared at Scarlett, who was huddled up in a ball. He asked, "Scarlett, why are you so afraid of me?"

During this time, he had seen Scarlett's attitude towards him and did not understand why Scarlett was so afraid of him. Scarlett was the one who was invincible at Herda Palace, so what reason did he have to make her afraid?
Since they were alone together tonight, he decided to bring up the issue directly.

He didn't want any misunderstandings between them.

"Afraid? Who said I'm afraid of you? I'm just tired after a long day and really need to sleep."

Scarlett stiffened her neck and explained earnestly, while still holding onto the blanket to prevent Mo Ting from pulling it all off.

Upon hearing this explanation, Mo Ting smiled, did not lift the blanket, and instead crawled inside.

The blanket covered them both.

In the pitch-black atmosphere, two pairs of bright eyes stared at each other.

Mo Ting could clearly feel Scarlett trembling beneath him. He didn't overstep his bounds, but simply propped himself up on his arms and looked at Scarlett. "Scarlett, do you know that you always like to use the title 'This Prince' when you're bluffing? You just said in the living room that you wanted to integrate into this world, what? You forgot about integrating when you're with me?"

"Yes, really?"

Scarlett felt very guilty, partly out of fear and partly out of nervousness. She didn't dare to face Mo Ting and tried her best to avoid eye contact.

But the space is too small; there's simply no room to move around.

She could only stare blankly, trying to hypnotize herself.

“Scarlett, I am your husband, you don’t need to be afraid of me.”

Mo Ting said earnestly, "I will never hurt you."

Scarlett's mind flashed back to the knife that pierced her heart and Mo Ting's fierce gaze.

Now look at Mo Ting in front of me.

The gray-green pupils, hidden in the shadows, shone with a brilliant light, not only bright but also deep, like a shallow, flowing emerald pool, its warmth rippling with the light.

The two gazes met, evenly matched, impacting Scarlett's fragile nerves at that moment.

She steadied her breathing and tried to face him, "Mo Ting, you really won't hurt me?"

Mo Ting nodded, his expression unusually obedient, "No."

Scarlett's throat bobbed, and she tried to ease her dry voice, "Don't you hate me for treating you badly before?"

Mo Ting understood that Scarlett's fear stemmed from a guilty conscience. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, saying, "Scarlett, I hate the old you, but I don't hate the current you."

"why?"

“You’ve changed for the better; you’re no longer the Scarlett of the past.”

Scarlett paused, taken aback.

I don't understand what Mo Ting said.

She had the shortest contact with Mo Ting, only a few encounters. How could he so quickly assert that he had changed for the better?

Seeing the hesitation in Scarlett's eyes, Mo Ting raised the corners of his mouth and asked softly, "Scarlett, do you still remember Bessie?"

"remember."

She had never forgotten the female she had exiled to Paral.

Mo Ting said, "Actually, I was also injured the day Holster was injured. We are both generals of the empire. If we were injured together, the news would definitely cause riots and destabilize the army. So I did not return to the imperial city, but landed in Palar City nearby and waited for an opportunity to go back."

Mo Ting's tone was calm, as if he were talking about someone else's business. Scarlett, however, became a little nervous upon hearing this and grabbed his hand, asking, "Wasn't there a plague outbreak there? Why did you go there?"

Mo Ting looked into Scarlett's eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "You're worried about me?"

Scarlett's eyes tensed, unsure how to answer. She pursed her lips, then decided not to reply, urging, "Tell me quickly, what does this have to do with Bessie?"

Mo Ting chuckled and continued, "Unlike Holster, he is an SSS-level orc. If anything happens, the Empire will prioritize his needs. Besides, my body was almost giving out at the time, so I had to land nearby, even though I knew there was a plague there. I had no choice but to take the risk."

"Fortunately, I met Bessie."

Mo Ting glanced at Scarlett, noticing her engrossed in listening. His fingers unconsciously twirled her hair, drawing them closer. "Bessie saved me."

"She also told me that although you exiled her, you gave her a lot of medicine to cure diseases and save lives, which could save many people."

"I survived because of your medicine."

"Thanks to your medicine, the plague in Paral City has been brought under control and will not spread. Everyone is gradually recovering." Scarlett's eyes lit up. "You mean, the plague is under control? Everyone will be safe?"

Mo Ting gently rubbed her earlobe and said, "You won't die. When I returned, the effective medicine to treat the plague had also been developed. I believe you will hear good news from Palar City after the competition ends."

"Great!"

Scarlett cheered, her eyes curving into crescents, her bright face still radiant in the darkness.

“Scarlett, you are my savior. What reason do I have not to like you? Not to protect you?” He held Scarlett’s hand and kissed her fingertips.

Scarlett gave Bessie the best medicine, each vial worth a fortune, totaling more than thirty boxes.

Even Mo Ting was surprised when he saw it.

Moreover, it's Bessie.

Bessie said at the time, "His Highness has changed."

She also told Mo Ting about how she framed Scarlett.

Mo Ting was utterly incredulous.

During his time recuperating in Parral, he kept checking Scarlett's information on StarNet and occasionally contacted everyone.

I learned a lot about Scarlett.

His hatred for her gradually faded during that time, replaced by curiosity.

I'm curious about how Scarlett is doing now.

Scarlett Johansson went to jail.

Mo Ting knew it was time for him to come back, and Holst had given him that opportunity.

He returned naturally and saw Scarlett.

Her imprisonment did not teach her a lesson; instead, she became even more audacious, daring to question the rules of the resource competition.

The rules had been in place for hundreds of years, and even commoners had become accustomed to them without ever questioning them. Yet this princess, the beneficiary, was able to say such things to His Majesty.

He was both angry and annoyed, yet also somewhat admiring.

This is Scarlett.

His mistress is Scarlett.

How could he not like her, fall in love with her?

Mo Ting could no longer hold back and kissed Scarlett's lips. "Scarlett, now you believe I won't hurt you, right? You're my savior, and I want to repay you with my body."

"wrong."

Scarlett pushed Mo Ting away and retorted, "The idea came from Riley. He's your savior. You should thank him."

Scarlett.

Mo Ting glared at her. "Shut up!"

You mustn't mention other men at this time!

"but."

Scarlett looked at him innocently and said, "The idea was his; you've mistaken me for someone else."

Mo Ting closed his eyes briefly and asked helplessly, "Scarlett, did you give me the medicine?"

“This is it.” Scarlett nodded.

Mo Ting calmed himself down. "That's right. I recovered because of the medicine you gave me. You are my savior, not him."

He almost kissed Scarlett.

Then, he was pushed away a second time: "Mo Ting, we're in a competition..."

"It's okay, just once, I won't tire you out."

As he spoke, Mo Ting leaned down, but Scarlett pushed him away again. "Also, there's no spiritual energy here. Wouldn't that be a waste?"

Mo Ting held his breath, and it took him a long time to recover. He said angrily, "Scarlett, can you please not focus on this?"

Scarlett continued to find reasons, "But mental strength is very important..."

Mo Ting gave her a cold look and called her name in a chilling tone: "Scarlett."

“Mo Ting,” Scarlett replied.

Mo Ting said speechlessly and helplessly, "Scarlett, is this how you reject them too? Sylvia? Holst? Chi Ye? Is this how you always do it?"

No, that's not it. They all served each other normally.

Scarlett couldn't bring herself to say it, and could only stare longingly at Mo Ting, trying to rouse him to his senses.

It was so sudden; she wasn't prepared.

pity.

Mo Ting had completely abandoned his rationality. He grabbed Scarlett's wrist, pressed it over her head, and pleaded as he kissed her, saying, "Scarlett, don't reject me. You've rejected me too many times already."

Mo Ting wouldn't allow Scarlett to refuse him, so he didn't give her a chance to refuse.

He kissed her lips, silencing her voice and breath.

Scarlett did not refuse as long as he could not hear her.

He didn't know how to keep Scarlett, but perhaps this was the only way to stay by her side forever.

Scarlett will soften her heart for him because of his "innocence".

"and many more!"

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